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Out From Rubicon is George Roemer’s heartfelt gift to his granddaughter, sharing life on the family farm and time spent overseas. On this website, you’ll find George’s journey, his book, reader reviews, chapter sneak peeks, and blogs.
George Henry Roemer grew up on his family’s dairy farm in Wisconsin, where early mornings in cold barns taught him the value of hard work. He spent three years in the Peace Corps working with farmers in Kenya, learned Swahili, and later served with USAID in Afghanistan. Along the way, he filled pages with letters and notes, capturing everyday moments and big adventures alike. He wrote Out From Rubicon as a keepsake for his granddaughter—and now shares it with readers who enjoy honest stories and a friendly, down‑to‑earth voice.
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Out From Rubicon is George Roemer’s gift to his granddaughter—an honest look at a life that began on a Wisconsin dairy farm and carried him to Kenyan villages and Afghan fields. Through clear‑eyed stories of early mornings in cold barns, days spent teaching farmers abroad, and moments of quiet wonder on foreign soil, George invites you into his world. This memoir is packed with humble wisdom and genuine warmth. Read on for laughter, lessons learned the hard way, and a reminder that every chapter of life matters.
Greetings, grandchild of mine! You have been a long time coming, through no fault of your own.
It is important to note that before our European‑born ancestors settled in America, this land was populated by indigenous peoples.
Mostly from Germany, my father’s parents immigrated to America to avoid European wars and start farming in the New World.
I am a genuine farm kid! My earliest memories are of running around fields, petting animals, and sitting on machinery.
Some of my first words were German, which I learned from Grandpa and Dad speaking to cows.
I entered Hartford Union High School with 325 classmates after eight years in a one‑room country school.
Greetings, grandchild of mine! You have been a long time coming, through no fault of your own.
It is important to note that before our European‑born ancestors settled in America, this land was populated by indigenous peoples.
Mostly from Germany, my father’s parents immigrated to America to avoid European wars and start farming in the New World.
I am a genuine farm kid! My earliest memories are of running around fields, petting animals, and sitting on machinery.
Some of my first words were German, which I learned from Grandpa and Dad speaking to cows.
I entered Hartford Union High School with 325 classmates after eight years in a one‑room country school.
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